Zero no Tsukaima:Volume7 Chapter5
Roughly a mile out from the battlements of Fort South Gotha, at the staging area for the assault, the three hundred and fifty troops of the De Vinuiyu Battalion were awaiting the horn to signal the beginning of the attack.
Today was fifteen days following the landings, the Allied Army were finally launching their offensive.
Leading the Second Company, Guiche was shivering from head to toe, staring intently at the mist-covered city of South Gotha.
“Company commander, sir.”
The sergeant on guard at his side, Nicola, spoke in a soft tone.
“W-w-w-what is it?” Guiche stammered.
“You dropped your wand.”
Guiche immediately looked below at his feet , only to see his rose-shaped wand lying on the ground.
He frantically picked it back up, trying to maintain the solemn expression on his face, whilst shoving it into his chest pocket.
“Company commander, sir.”
“W-what is it?”
“Although it might not be my concern, but I still think it would be better for you to go take a leak first.”
Guiche immediately glared at and exclaimed:
“I’ve already gone!”
“That’s good then.” Nicola replied while grinning.
“There’s nothing to be nervous about. It was reported that in the past few days, the enemy’s cannons have all been destroyed by our fleet’s bombardment, and they’ve only deployed Ogre Corps to guard the streets!”
“O-ogres are incredibly ferocious, and their bodies are massive…”
“But, they are foes that are incredibly easy to lead into traps.” Nicola remarked while watching ahead.
Guiche observed the small man carrying his arquebus. This is first real battle he’s participated in, and there was no one else he could rely on. With such thoughts in his mind, the man in front of him appeared to be larger than any lunkhead he knew.
“However… from where could we start our assault? The whole city is surrounded by those huge rock walls…”
Hearing Guiche’s trouble, Nicola nodded his head.
“Someone’s going to come ‘open a route’ for us soon.”
After idling for a while, a fleet of battleships appeared in the skies above. The ten battleships lined up in a row, and began bombarding the wall with cannon fire. Facing the floating battleships, the enemy was completely powerless to stop them.
“Boom—! Boom—! Boom—! Accompanied by the thunderous roar of cannon fire and thick clouds of smoke, the walls began to crumble. Cheers could be heard from the soldiers assembled at the staging area. Under the barrage of cannon fire, walls collapsed all along the battlements.
And then, appearing in front of their eyes, were a group of huge mud golems.
“They must be golems made by Triangle Class magician.” Guiche thought out loud to himself.
As a Dot Grade magician himself, he could never create such a large golem. He looked up at it in admiration – although it was slightly smaller than the mud golem by Fouquet of the Crumbling Dirt, who had once rattled the whole of Tristain, it was still huge. The mud golems, with a height of roughly twenty meters, stumbling along solidly, gradually nearing the collapsed wall.
